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Chapter 849 Stolen

Sonia put down her phone and turned to the manager. “Please wrap these two for me. I’ll be paying now.”

“Sure.” The manager smiled and nodded. She grabbed the dress and tuxedo, draped them over her arm, and led Sonia over to the cashier.

Once the outfits were packed, the manager handed two bags over to Sonia and said, “You only need to pay for your dress, Miss Reed. There’s no need to pay for President Fuller’s tuxedo.”

“Why is that so?” Sonia’s hand froze while she was pulling out her card.

“It’s because President Fuller usually pays for his purchases at the end of the year,” the manager explained. “We usually send the bill to President Fuller on the last day of the year.”

“I see.” Sonia nodded dazedly.

Indeed, many rich people only paid for their purchases at the end of the year.

“Alright. Card, please.” Sonia handed over her card.

Although the manager accepted the card, she didn’t swipe it immediately. Instead, she asked Sonia, “Miss Reed, President Fuller said your dress could be put on his tab during the call earlier. Would you…”

“No,” said Sonia as she interrupted the manager and shook her head. After all, she knew what the manager was going to say next. “I was the one who ordered the dress, and I’ve already used his VIP account. I can’t spend his money as well.”

“I see. Understood.” The manager smiled and handed the card over to the cashier.

Frankly speaking, the manager didn’t understand Sonia’s logic.

Wasn’t she dating Toby?

Why was Sonia insistent on keeping separate accounts when shopping?

Although the dress was rather expensive, President Fuller was very wealthy. In fact, the cost of the dress was just a drop in the bucket for him.

Why was Sonia unwilling to spend Toby’s money?

Despite the barrage of questions in the manager’s mind, she didn’t intend on asking any of them.

After all, this was a private matter, and it would be rude if she asked about it.

“Your card, Miss Reed.” After the transaction was done, the manager handed Sonia’s card back to her.

going now,”

the manager said as she walked Sonia out of

she was outside, Sonia walked out of the mall and back to her car. She planned to drive

was already past 5.00PM. Since it was almost time to get

would be home late because he needed to pick something up from the

it was Toby

head. Once she stood beside her car, she looked down into her

man dressed in black with a cap began to walk over from across

man was walking, and he

merely glanced at him before

brushed past her, he suddenly reached out, grabbed the two

weak in the first place, they could not handle being tugged

instant, the

the ground, hitting Sonia’s feet

were hard and sturdy, the force from the impact had Sonia letting out a muffled

the man seized his chance while Sonia was distracted by the pain. He bent down, picked up the

that she had just been robbed, she hurriedly got into the car. Ignoring the pain radiating from her

be so unlucky as to be robbed,

logo of a luxury brand. Whatever was inside the bag would definitely be worth a lot, so it was a

steering wheel as she

running on the pedestrian walkway where cars couldn’t drive on, Sonia had

pulled

could not stop her car anywhere she liked. If she knew where he ran off to, it would be easier

as Sonia got off the phone with the police, the thief suddenly

seeing that,

so she had no clue where the thief

meant it would be quite hard for the police to find

found a place to safely stop her car, she smacked the steering

be fuming if

only that, she didn’t think she would be so unlucky as to be targeted as soon as she left the mall. Her

angry. Her outfits had been stolen, so the

was

herself to take a few deep breaths and suppress the blazing anger within her, Sonia called the police once more to let them know where the thief ran off to, and she even requested them to look through the surveillance cameras in the area to

provided and reassured her that she shouldn’t panic as they would ensure a satisfactory

was able to force a smile and agreed to the

all, what else could she